Apr 12, 2021
“You can.” Reg said, throwing open his front door and pulling Dorsey inside. Making sure his front door was closed and locked, Reg turned, placing a hand on either side of Dorsey’s face as he looked the man directly in the eyes. “You can. Here, now, you and me. Ain’t nobody else here. Ain’t nothin’ gonna happen.” Releasing the other, he pointed to the wall behind him, where a shotgun rested against the wall by the front door. Next, he lifted his shirt, revealing the gun tucked into his waistband. “There’s five more all over this house. Ain’t nothin’ happenin, ain’t nobody gettin’ in here. So you can tell me.”